People say the world is round so there can be no edge.
But that’s simply not true.
For the Gypsy Girl stares out over the edge
Looking into the dark abyss which is beyond the world
Behind her there is a world of life filled with hope
In front there is the void that shows nothing and releases nothing
She cannot pull away
She has looked back to the world once or twice
When a gentle hand has touched her and helped her back
But the void calls to her
A sweet sad song
A song that says “join me”
She cannot pull away and is tired
Tired of fighting
Tired of standing
So she sits
Her legs dangling over the edge of the world
A weird sensation fills her
She can feel the darkness wrap around her legs
It feels strangely comforting
The darkness seeps in through her feet
It chills and warms at the same time
The siren song promises no more pain if she slips into the deep
So easy it would be to let go
Push off from the ledge and sink
But then the hope in the world would be lost to her
Then again so will all the pain
There is no pain in the void
There is no fear
There is no worry
She leans over
She stares closer into the dark
She hears the sweet song
She inches closer
Her legs dangling even farther
She reaches out her hand
The other firmly grasping the ground behind her
Darkness moves towards the outstretched hand
Her fingers start to let loose of the ground
She leans even farther
She completely lets go
She starts to slip over the edge of the world
You grab her shoulders just in time
You pull her up and step back from the edge
You hold her in your arms
She asks you why
You kiss her forehead and hold tighter
She whispers thank you
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